I went and found Mary, the picket guard half asleep, and longing for her share of the feast.
"'It was a real rat; I 've not made a sound.

Do go and finish; I 'm tired of this,' said Mary, slapping away at the mosquitoes.
"Back I hurried with the good news.

Every one flew up, briskly.

We lighted the candle again, and returned to our revel.

The refreshments were somewhat injured by Sally's bouncing in among them, bit we did n't care, and soon finished the cake.
"'Now let 's have the nuts,' I said, groping for the paper bag.
"'They are almonds and peanuts, so we can crack them with our teeth.